Chapter 405: Chapter 405

After breaking them, Zhou Huimei only began to realize the value and started to feel distressed.

She stepped forward to look at the mess of various fragments of blue and white porcelain, Tang Sancai shards, European master impression paintings, glass sculptures, and crystal articles. Her heart trembled, she felt like she could kill Shen Jian妮!

The constant screaming of "Ah ah ah ah!" echoed throughout the villa.

But what was even more unfortunate was, facing Shen Jian妮 as she ran and shouted at the servants, "Let me tell you all, I’m exercising with my future mother-in-law. Whoever dares to interfere today, I’ll make sure you face consequences once I sweet-talk my mother-in-law!"

The servants were shocked and uneasy, no one dared to step forward to help.

Even though Zhou Huimei shouted countless times, "Go on! Grab her!", faced with Shen Jian妮’s angry glare, no one dared to move.

Thus, the two ran from upstairs to downstairs, changed stairs, and ran from downstairs to the rooftop, even more dramatically performing on the winter lawn, "You are the wind, I am the sand, winding around the world."

They ran through the pine forest and the little garden.

They again performed, "Throw, throw, throw the handkerchief..."

Finally, they returned to Zhou Huimei’s favorite and what she considered most tasteful, the terrace flower garden.

Sitting on the railing, Shen Jian妮 couldn’t run anymore, and Zhou Huimei was even more exhausted.

The two were panting heavily, their faces flushed, despite it being winter, they were sweating like coming from a sauna.

One looked at the other.

Zhou Huimei, hands on her hips, leaned against the rattan chair in the pavilion, gasped, "Run... run, go on then, run! You think you’re more familiar with this house than me? I, I’ll see how you run!"

Shen Jian妮 hugged Zhou Huimei’s flower pot of blue and white porcelain, also too breathless to speak.

After all, this old lady’s speed was not good; her endurance truly fulfilled the old saying, "Don’t try to compete with square dancing grandmothers in stamina." Google seaʀᴄh novelꜰire.net

Even the marathon in school didn’t run , "You, you better not come over, if you come again, I’ll throw, throw, throw you off the roof..." Shen Jian妮 supported herself with one foot on the European-style railing, equally out of breath.

In an instant, Zhou Huimei became even angrier.

She tried her best to prop herself up... but this action was too difficult for her at the moment.

Her trembling legs were not much better than those of a hen with chicken sickness...

In the instant she fell back heavily.

Zhou Huimei’s eyes brimmed with viciousness, "You, you... you little, little brat, go on, throw another, let me see..."

Shen Jian妮 depressedly perspiring.

You tell me, she already gave a reasonable explanation, what does Zhou Huimei’s roasting have to do with her?

Zhou Huimei lunged herself, right?

If she doesn’t believe it, it’s not deliberately her fault, right?

Moreover, to say the He Family mother and son truly are interesting, knowing she’s difficult to deal with, yet one voluntarily comes to have her iron clothes, and the other voluntarily comes for her to take vengeance...

These days, it’s hard to seek life, should she hurriedly give a slap to someone seeking death, wouldn’t it be too inhumane?

Hence, Shen Jian妮 reluctantly said "Oh" and continued to throw it down...